My Indignation Poem by Josh Alfred

I roll around in dirty clothes
Like a pig in its own sh*t
I cough, choke, addicted
Poverty stricken, ragged clothes
Mind unholy with trashy daydreams
I drink from dirty cups
And eat with filthy spoons
My friends drink and take hits
While I am too mentally ill to do either
I walk around insane with demons in my head
But they just call them voices, not possessors
I bark like a dog with mad lyrics
They get through like toes through my holey socks
I'm lazy, and my belly is plump with pop.
I am buzzed like bubbles in the soda can.
My bank account reads zero
And I am a soulless as my sneakers.